King James VersionIsaiah33

Isaiah

1 Woe to thee that spoilest, and thou wast not spoiled; and dealest treach­er­ous­ly, and they dealt not treach­er­ous­ly with thee! when thou shalt cease to spoil, thou shalt be spoiled; and when thou shalt make an end to deal treach­er­ous­ly, they shall deal treach­er­ous­ly with thee. 2 O LORD, be gra­cious unto us; we have wait­ed for thee: be thou their arm ev­ery morn­ing, our sal­va­tion also in the time of trou­ble. 3 At the noise of the tu­mult the peo­ple fled; at the lift­ing up of thy­self the na­tions were scat­tered. 4 And your spoil shall be gath­ered like the gath­er­ing of the cater­piller: as the run­ning to and fro of lo­custs shall he run upon them. 5 The LORD is ex­alt­ed; for he dwelleth on high: he hath filled Zion with judg­ment and righ­teous­ness. 6 And wis­dom and knowl­edge shall be the sta­bil­i­ty of thy times, and strength of sal­va­tion: the fear of the LORD is his trea­sure. 7 Be­hold, their valiant ones shall cry with­out: the am­bas­sadors of peace shall weep bit­ter­ly. 8 The high­ways lie waste, the way­far­ing man ceaseth: he hath bro­ken the covenant, he hath de­spised the cities, he re­gardeth no man. 9 The earth mour­neth and lan­guisheth: Lebanon is ashamed and hewn down: Sharon is like a wilder­ness; and Bashan and Carmel shake off their fruits. 10 Now will I rise, saith the LORD; now will I be ex­alt­ed; now will I lift up my­self. 11 Ye shall con­ceive chaff, ye shall bring forth stub­ble: your breath, as fire, shall de­vour you. 12 And the peo­ple shall be as the burn­ings of lime: as thorns cut up shall they be burned in the fire. 13 Hear, ye that are far off, what I have done; and, ye that are near, ac­knowl­edge my might. 14 The sin­ners in Zion are afraid; fear­ful­ness hath sur­prised the hyp­ocrites. Who among us shall dwell with the de­vour­ing fire? who among us shall dwell with ev­er­last­ing burn­ings? 15 He that walketh righ­teous­ly, and speaketh up­right­ly; he that de­spiseth the gain of op­pres­sions, that shaketh his hands from hold­ing of bribes, that stop­peth his ears from hear­ing of blood, and shut­teth his eyes from see­ing evil; 16 He shall dwell on high: his place of de­fence shall be the mu­ni­tions of rocks: bread shall be giv­en him; his wa­ters shall be sure. 17 Thine eyes shall see the king in his beau­ty: they shall be­hold the land that is very far off. 18 Thine heart shall med­i­tate ter­ror. Where is the scribe? where is the re­ceiv­er? where is he that count­ed the tow­ers? 19 Thou shalt not see a fierce peo­ple, a peo­ple of a deep­er speech than thou canst per­ceive; of a stam­mer­ing tongue, that thou canst not un­der­stand. 20 Look upon Zion, the city of our solem­ni­ties: thine eyes shall see Jerusalem a qui­et habi­ta­tion, a taber­na­cle that shall not be tak­en down; not one of the stakes there­of shall ever be re­moved, nei­ther shall any of the cords there­of be bro­ken. 21 But there the glo­ri­ous LORD will be unto us a place of broad rivers and streams; where­in shall go no gal­ley with oars, nei­ther shall gal­lant ship pass there­by. 22 For the LORD is our judge, the LORD is our law­giv­er, the LORD is our king; he will save us. 23 Thy tack­lings are loosed; they could not well strength­en their mast, they could not spread the sail: then is the prey of a great spoil di­vid­ed; the lame take the prey. 24 And the in­hab­i­tant shall not say, I am sick: the peo­ple that dwell there­in shall be for­giv­en their in­iq­ui­ty.